A Fountain Friend

Xhemin was wandering around the forest mansion's garden, trying to calm her nerves up with the chillness of the wind. The sound of the lively crowd and party was behind her, but she didn't trouble herself going back inside to just humiliate herself further.

By the way, did the beast recognized her?

She hoped he didn't.

She wasn't really in the mood to face him at this point.

She had too much for the night.

Xhemin found herself approaching the fountain that served as the main attraction of the garden and she stared open at the water bursting from the top and falling back to the earth with enthusiasm. She held a breath and seated herself in one of the garden benches.

This was a horrible night, and the ever—bully Ziggorioh Montreal managed to sell off her first elite party experience by just a loud laugh, what a shame!